for treble voices (SSA), Bb clarinet, and piano
Something More Than Sky (published as Out Beyond The Window by Rod McKuen)
My window looks out over the park.
Every year I’ve moved another story up,
‘Till now
I’m almost close enough
To the roof of the sky
To touch it.
I could even move the clouds aside,
But no clouds come.
If they did,
I’d welcome them,
For I have few visitors here anymore.
There must be highways somewhere,
Roads I’ve missed.
Something more than sky
Out beyond the window.
– Rod McKuen, 1969